Justice sounds so upright and proper and yet it is such a random looking creature. We all have our ideas of what justice is and how it should be administered. We even feel that some people deserve justice and some just don’t.

What is your idea of justice? Do you feel there are many interpretations of justice? Are terrorists living to their idea of justice? Does the rest of the world see us as a just country? Do you feel justified in administering justice to those in your life? We sometimes call this revenge or reconciliation. We sometimes call it mean-spirited or magnanimous depending on which side of the wall the actions fall or our interpretations lean.

Justice is a very slippery element. Sometimes when we interfere with nature or the nature of a situation, we ruin the flow. Yet we feel compelled to mess with situations all the time in the name of making them better. Sometimes they would be better left alone; sometimes they would be better off seen and admired, and still sometimes, they need to be blown up and out of proportion to attract attention.

Is it just for men to leave their first wife and move in with another in their whim? Is it just to kill someone who has repeatedly caused you injury? I want you to feel that all these are important earth-plane questions and there are a zillion more where these came from. My answer to this question is that whenever you met our justice, and you do this more often than you think, with your words and many other ways, ask yourself if this is what you see as just, or if this infinitely just. How far-reaching is your sight in the repercussions of your justice actions?

This is just something to think of in these times of stress; these times of such vast transformation. Can you be more compassionate and leave justice to the Divine? Just asking. Only you can answer how much kindness is in your storehouse. Patience needs grace space; judgement needs even more patience or it becomes reaction. Justice. Ask yourself what it really is, to and for you.